Bluumoon
Drowning off blue moons, praying that I part these waves
How tf I'm running from the light when I'm living in my darkest days
What tf going on?
I was carved from the stones that were thrown
Leaving me with dust in my bones, bitch, aye
I've been in the cut so long
That I ain't even touch back home
Drowning off blue moons, praying that I part these waves
How tf I'm running from the light when I'm living in my darkest days
What tf going on?
I was carved from the stones that were thrown
Leaving me with dust in my bones, bitch, aye
I've been in the cut so long
That I ain't even touch back home, yea
Keeping my head on a swivel
Can't trust anybody, not even a little
Man with a little more effort you'll prolly look a little less desperate
Niggas so benign behind gestures
I've been on your mind, let it fester
I've been doing fine under pressure
I ain't really counting my sins
Busy counting mo money, I ain't counting on friends
Sick and tired of all the let me downs, I need a pick me up
Bitch I'm cutting ties, I gotta nip n tuck
I done gave too much for me to give this up
I get it now
Let go of the squares to get around
Too busy, I'm up to settle down
It ain't time to come back home, the worlds on my back bone
I'm seeing the stones hitting the ground, bitch
Drowning off blue moons, praying that I part these waves
How tf I'm running from the light when I'm living in my darkest days
What tf going on?
I was carved from the stones that were thrown
Leaving me with dust in my bones, bitch, aye
I've been in the cut so long
That I ain't even touch back home
Drowning off blue moons, praying that I part these waves
How tf I'm running from the light when I'm living in my darkest days
What tf going on?
I was carved from the stones that were thrown
Leaving me with dust in my bones, bitch, aye
I've been in the cut so long
That I ain't even touch back home, yea
In the back of my mind
I'm reminiscing bout the times I've been fronted
Had to look inside for me to confront it
This type of pill is getting harder to stomach
Penny for my thoughts, I'm over my budget
The thing that I covet is
Money, money, and more money money
Bitch you know I that I love it
We ain't nickel and dime'n shit
Pour up for all my accomplishments, bitch yea
Whoever said money made happiness prolly was gone off the actavis
A bottle a day keeps the problems away
Thats the motto I'm practicin'
I've been drowning in my sorrows
Praying that I see tomorrow that ain't guaranteed
Over-flooded with emotions
I'm just trying to cope, it's really hard to breath
Drowning off blue moons, praying that I part these waves
How tf I'm running from the light when I'm living in my darkest days
What tf going on?
I was carved from the stones that were thrown
Leaving me with dust in my bones, bitch, aye
I've been in the cut so long
That I ain't even touch back home
Drowning off blue moons, praying that I part these waves
How tf I'm running from the light when I'm living in my darkest days
What tf going on?
I was carved from the stones that were thrown
Leaving me with dust in my bones, bitch, aye
I've been in the cut so long
That I ain't even touch back home, yea
I've been
I've been
I've been
I've been
I've been
Drowning in my sorrows
Praying that I see tomorrow
I've been
I've been
I've been
I've been
Faded
I've been
Jaded
I've been, yea
I've been
I've been
I've been
I've been
Drowning in my sorrows
Praying that I see tomorrow
I've been
I've been
I've been
I've been
Faded
I've been
Jaded
I've been, yea
If I could turn water to wine, everything'll be fine, that's the motto
Turn my pain into a glass of moscato
Tell these mfs pass me a bottle
I'll take anything to numb how I feel
Open tabs, it doesn't matter the bill
All my vices finally getting revealed
I know my mama prolly pray I get healed
She know that Lucy always stay on my heels
Prolly step to me with blood on her heels
Dripping designer, true religion that's a daily reminder
I'm on the search for nirvana
Been fighting depression, I'm fighting these rumors
Meanwhile, my mama been fighting these tumors
Dont know what to do if the lord took her sooner
It's hard to let go of the pain that consume us
Please, please
I don't really wanna die today, yea
I can hear doves flying through my window
I don't really wanna die today
Could you help me feel alive today
Love
I need love
I love you
And remember that God loves you too
Go to church
Don't forget to go to church Scott
There's nothing else out there
How tf I'm running from the light when I'm living in my darkest days
What tf going on?
I was carved from the stones that were thrown
Leaving me with dust in my bones, bitch, aye
I've been in the cut so long
That I ain't even touch back home
Drowning off blue moons, praying that I part these waves
How tf I'm running from the light when I'm living in my darkest days
What tf going on?
I was carved from the stones that were thrown
Leaving me with dust in my bones, bitch, aye
I've been in the cut so long
That I ain't even touch back home, yea
Keeping my head on a swivel
Can't trust anybody, not even a little
Man with a little more effort you'll prolly look a little less desperate
Niggas so benign behind gestures
I've been on your mind, let it fester
I've been doing fine under pressure
I ain't really counting my sins
Busy counting mo money, I ain't counting on friends
Sick and tired of all the let me downs, I need a pick me up
Bitch I'm cutting ties, I gotta nip n tuck
I done gave too much for me to give this up
I get it now
Let go of the squares to get around
Too busy, I'm up to settle down
It ain't time to come back home, the worlds on my back bone
I'm seeing the stones hitting the ground, bitch
Drowning off blue moons, praying that I part these waves
How tf I'm running from the light when I'm living in my darkest days
What tf going on?
I was carved from the stones that were thrown
Leaving me with dust in my bones, bitch, aye
I've been in the cut so long
That I ain't even touch back home
Drowning off blue moons, praying that I part these waves
How tf I'm running from the light when I'm living in my darkest days
What tf going on?
I was carved from the stones that were thrown
Leaving me with dust in my bones, bitch, aye
I've been in the cut so long
That I ain't even touch back home, yea
In the back of my mind
I'm reminiscing bout the times I've been fronted
Had to look inside for me to confront it
This type of pill is getting harder to stomach
Penny for my thoughts, I'm over my budget
The thing that I covet is
Money, money, and more money money
Bitch you know I that I love it
We ain't nickel and dime'n shit
Pour up for all my accomplishments, bitch yea
Whoever said money made happiness prolly was gone off the actavis
A bottle a day keeps the problems away
Thats the motto I'm practicin'
I've been drowning in my sorrows
Praying that I see tomorrow that ain't guaranteed
Over-flooded with emotions
I'm just trying to cope, it's really hard to breath
Drowning off blue moons, praying that I part these waves
How tf I'm running from the light when I'm living in my darkest days
What tf going on?
I was carved from the stones that were thrown
Leaving me with dust in my bones, bitch, aye
I've been in the cut so long
That I ain't even touch back home
Drowning off blue moons, praying that I part these waves
How tf I'm running from the light when I'm living in my darkest days
What tf going on?
I was carved from the stones that were thrown
Leaving me with dust in my bones, bitch, aye
I've been in the cut so long
That I ain't even touch back home, yea
I've been
I've been
I've been
I've been
I've been
Drowning in my sorrows
Praying that I see tomorrow
I've been
I've been
I've been
I've been
Faded
I've been
Jaded
I've been, yea
I've been
I've been
I've been
I've been
Drowning in my sorrows
Praying that I see tomorrow
I've been
I've been
I've been
I've been
Faded
I've been
Jaded
I've been, yea
If I could turn water to wine, everything'll be fine, that's the motto
Turn my pain into a glass of moscato
Tell these mfs pass me a bottle
I'll take anything to numb how I feel
Open tabs, it doesn't matter the bill
All my vices finally getting revealed
I know my mama prolly pray I get healed
She know that Lucy always stay on my heels
Prolly step to me with blood on her heels
Dripping designer, true religion that's a daily reminder
I'm on the search for nirvana
Been fighting depression, I'm fighting these rumors
Meanwhile, my mama been fighting these tumors
Dont know what to do if the lord took her sooner
It's hard to let go of the pain that consume us
Please, please
I don't really wanna die today, yea
I can hear doves flying through my window
I don't really wanna die today
Could you help me feel alive today
Love
I need love
I love you
And remember that God loves you too
Go to church
Don't forget to go to church Scott
There's nothing else out there
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Writer(s): Scott Arana
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